Verse: C Csus2 C Csus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Am Breaks free of my wooden neck F Fm Left a nod over sleeping waves C Csus2 C Csus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Am Floating flocks of candle swans F Fm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: C Am Em Am The men all played along to marching drums Em Am G And boy did they have fun behind the sea C Am Em Am They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Em Am G And we’re all too small to talk to god C Am G Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: C Csus2 C Csus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Am To us from the dock. F Fm Jinxed things ringing as they leak C Csus2 C Csus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Am Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch F Fm -stop- C Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: C Bb Gm7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: C Am Em Am The men all played along to marching drums Em Am G And boy did they have fun behind the sea C Am Em Am They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Em Am G And we’re all too small to talk to god C Am G Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
